Chapter 159

Effie couldn't shake the sense that something was off.

A sudden suspicion flashed through her mind.

Where exactly did Yolande go to school?

She'd been driving for ages now-if Yolande walked this distance every day, it simply didn't add up. And as Effie glanced at the empty roadside, she realized they hadn't passed a single pedestrian—just a handful of cars, scattered here and there.

So, had Yolande lied to her?

But why would she bother? They weren't family, barely even acquaintances. As far as Effie knew, this was the first time they'd ever met.

What was Yolande's angle? What could she possibly gain from this?

Effie was still puzzling it over when, out of nowhere, a sudden rush of air came from behind.

"Don't move. Keep driving."

sharp pressure pressed against the back of Effie's neck—a

clamping the steering wheel so tightly her

forced herself

Yolande-who just moments before had dozed off, all innocence and warmth-was now wide awake, fixing Effie with

for it,

keep her

sharper than I thought, aren't you?" Yolande's voice was still gentle, but now there was a sinister edge to

rising in her throat. "Just now...

was Yolande-sixteen, seventeen? Yet she held that knife without a hint of fear, steady as a rock. What could have pushed

the flat of the blade lightly

mind raced. This was a setup. A trap. They must have staged the

for the perfect moment. And now, out in the middle of nowhere,

would go to all

want? Money?" Effie tried to keep her voice steady. "I

already been paid. We're professionals, you

had

so close she barely dared to breathe. She knew if this went on, she wouldn't get out alive. She

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